Category Archives: travel

off the starting blocks

I envy writers whose lives you fall immediately into, heavy and hot and breathless. You know how they feel and think and they let you in, completely, to their world. Me? I’ve always been a watcher. I stand at the … Continue reading

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past continuous

Back in the early days of our chronic nomadism, I convinced my guy to give up his steady, well-paid job and go with me to Australia. We haven’t stopped travelling since, but that’s not what I want to talk about … Continue reading

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where i live

I said before that home is a pause, a resting place, a spot where I gather myself for the next jump. At home it’s easy to get caught up in the day to day of living, caught up in a … Continue reading

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Sometimes I wish I lived on the shores of a lake, and could watch the weather change. I feel I live thinly, spread out across the world: sometimes I can’t even tell you where I’m from. I long for density … Continue reading

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